Published at 12th of April 2023 06:57:28 AM

Chapter 483 Redemption (one two)

Each thread in the biochemical poison mist is like a thread, which penetrates into the skin through various methods.

This poisonous fog is not a biological and chemical weapon in the country.

There is almost no light in the White Pagoda. The poisonous fog on the first layer gathers the most. Meng Fu's breathing is too shallow to breathe, and all the sounds and light in front of him are transformed into pictures frame by frame. .

She made a decisive decision, turned a gold needle out of her wrist, and plunged it directly into an acupuncture point.

A little clearer in her eyes, she kicked away the obstacle in the way and walked straight up.

Turning out a gold needle again without changing his face and piercing it into his arm.

Upstairs.

The console is the place Guan Shuxian is most familiar with. He and Dean Li have come here several times and know the equipment here best.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the complicated algorithms on the central supercomputer.

The concentration of poisonous fog on the fifth floor is not large, but the blue fog in the console is dense to a certain extent. Guan Shuxian almost found the three lines by instinctive algorithm.

He pushed open the heavy control room door, climbed onto the steps, and broke the first control line.

Everything in front of seemed to have turned into an illusion. Guan Shuxian exhaled, his complexion burst red, he grabbed the edge railing of the instrument with both hands, and with force, the whole person was embedded in it.

The second wire was torn off, and sparks splashed with a "bang".

The thick fog was too big, squeezing his chest, Guan Shuxian could feel that his skin seemed to be torn apart inch by inch, his eyelids were heavy, and he seemed to feel the peace of facing death, and the space seemed to be broken. It has become countless pieces, and everything in front of Huawei is nothing.

His fingers curled up, his skin was squeezed by the biochemical mist, and the blood fell on the ground along the fingertips.

Everything in Guan Shuxian's vision was broken, his eyes were scattered, and the space twisted into an arc in front of him.

Guan Shuxian climbed up and hit the last green line, "Ahem..."

He coughed violently, and he could hear the sound of his own blood in his throat. The second he touched the green line, he seemed to be dragged into an infinite illusion.

He seems to be able to see the fragment of Xia Yihang pushing him into the abyss, also in desperation.

No one believes him, because Xia Yihang is a well-known gentleman of Qianqian.

At the time, Xia Yihang was his most trusted partner. They have worked together for 20 years.

Finally, the person he trusts teaches him personally, don't trust anyone.

Other people emerged in the illusion.

Dean Li, who sponsored him to grow up, told him that this is the spring of hope.

Partners who have been around for only a few days trust his words that seem ridiculous in the eyes of others.

Finally froze in Meng Fu's dark eyes. She had no expression, and only asked him almost calmly

"I need you to turn off the control. After I send them down, they will come up and take you out."

"May I?"

Meng Fu seemed to think that he would definitely turn off the total control.

Her eyes are too confusing, she said--

"After I send them down, I will come up and take you out."

"Hope," Guan Shuxian grabbed the last thread, his mouth was already full of the smell of rust, and he almost sneered: "It is actually a very ridiculous thing to put your own life in the hands of others."

He tore off the last thread, and sparks splashed everywhere with a "pop".

Countdown countdown ends.

"boom--"

Guan Shuxian released his fingers, and he was thrown to the ground vigorously. All he could see was a little light, and the surrounding air pressure kept pressing on his chest.

When his health reached a critical point, he could not feel any pain in his body, and Guan Shuxian crawled out of the console.

Finger supported the floor tile. When his consciousness reached the critical point, he saw a white shadow coming out of the passage.

The opponent's hands have been stained red by the squeezed blood.

When he was picked up by the other party, Guan Shuxian could hear the cooing of blood in his throat. He seemed to want to laugh, but his expression was complicated, "Meng Fu, you are such a strange person."

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

The other party did not answer from beginning to end. Guan Shuxian didn't know if she didn't want to answer, or if she didn't have the extra energy to speak at all.

He can only feel his gradually blurred consciousness.

"boom--"

The roadblock was kicked off again.

There was a large ray of light shining in front of the dim eyes.

Yang Zhaolin and Jin Zhiyuan, who had recovered some outside the door, came to the first floor to help Meng Fu fight Guan Shuxian out.

Meng Xun also slowly came over, leaning against a sand dune outside the door, panting vigorously. She looked at Meng Fu and wiped the blood off her mouth. She only calmly said: "If you don't come out again, I will go up and look for it. is you."

Guan Shu leaned on the pillar, he was stabbed by Meng Fuzai on the way.

Although she has no strength, her consciousness is slowly regaining, and her eyes can clearly see the slightly distorted sight.

Meng Fu gave herself another shot to protect herself from being awake. She went to the White Tower twice and was overloaded with hands. She almost reached the limit. Sitting in the corner, her hair was mixed with blood and sweat on her face, recovering. Body Function.

Guan Shuxian watched as she pierced another golden needle into her body and sank into it.

His gaze turned to Xia Yihang, who was a little far away from them. This time Guan Shuxian did not see the disgust in his eyes, but the calm after the storm. He seemed a little relaxed, "I unplugged the three threads."

"Nice work," Meng Fu glanced at him. "Our next goal is to find a cover."

"Let's take a sip." Yang Zhaolin didn't know where to find a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to Guan Shuxian.

Guan Shuxian knew that the water mixed with blood and swallowed it.

Guan Shuxian looked up at the dazzling sun above his head, for a long time, and smiled easily.

This is actually not a very good era.

Material desires, impetuous, cunning, hypocritical and unbearable.

A long time later, Guan Shuxian is still very firm on this point. You may not believe anything in this world

But, you can always trust Meng Fu.

**

Leaving the inside of the White Tower, the surroundings are still perilous.

After finishing the repairs, Meng Fu turned to the White Tower and asked Guan Shuxian, How many people were originally stationed here?

"363." Guan Shu coughed, he raised his head and said softly.

Yang Zhaolin was also the smile of the rest of his life. Hearing Guan Shuxian's dialogue with Meng Fu, his smile diminished little by little. Thinking about it, the road here was unusually quiet, with only a few staff members.

In this situation, 363 people should be gone.

Meng Fu remembered what Galton had said to her before.

He said that the algorithm is not quite right.

Meng Fu asked Dean Li. Dean Li said that he was studying a space factory. According to his algorithms, if the space factory is used to synthesize medical equipment, the algorithm is justified.

But now--

The thruster base has become a large-scale biological and chemical weapon.

She looked at Guan Shuxian: There is a problem with the algorithm, and the contract is wrong. What you are studying is not a propeller at all, but a nuclear weapon, a biological weapon.

Guan Shuxian calmly looked at Meng Fu. He pursed his lips. His smile was cold but firm, "Dean Li is not such a person."

Meng Fu did not speak.

She actually didn't believe it.

Not far away, Xia Yihang also heard the conversation between the two, and his face turned pale with a "brush": "We can't escape, we can't escape... We are abandoned children... abandoned children... "

"This should be classified as a heavily polluted area," Guan Shuxian regained a little energy, and popularized science with others. "Our communicator can't contact the outside, so we can only help ourselves, Junior Brother Yang, you can find a car you can drive around. , We try our best to leave the search circle."

Yang Zhaolin grew up in Beijing, even if he went to study abroad, he never encountered such a thing.

But he has a firm mind. Before Guan Shuxian spoke, he surveyed the surroundings.

Besides cars, there are helicopters around the base.

Listening to Guan Shuxian, he went straight to drove the large modified car.

brought up a cloud of dust.

Yang Zhaolin opened the car door and looked at Meng Fu, "How about? Can you go? I'll carry you."

He, Jin Zhiyuan, and Xia Yihang received as many poisonous fog as Meng Fu and Guan Shuxian, and they were able to maintain normal activities.

Guan Shuxian can hardly move.

Meng Fu has been treating Madam Yang and Yang Lai these days, but his body is already weak. It seems that holding on now is not much better than Guan Shuxian.

The group got into the car and found a safe place according to Meng Fu's instructions.

Xia Yihang's team also drove a car in silence and followed Meng Fu and them.

There was a tremor on the ground.

A large modified car drove up behind it.

Meng Fu sat behind, she turned her head and looked back, and she could see that the giant modified car was still far away from them.

The smell of ammunition is very strong.

Meng Fu raised her eyes, and when she raised her eyes, she made a decisive decision: "Jump off the car!"

The people in the car trusted her very much. When she heard that she was going to jump off the car, Yang Zhaolin unlocked the car.

Five people in the car jumped off.

Behind , the six of Xia Yihang and the others took a beat, only three of them jumped down

"Boom"

The three of them hadn't jumped down, and the two cars exploded instantly and were engulfed in flames.

The person who just jumped out of the car was engulfed in flames, his body consciousness and even pain disappeared.

Xia Yihang and others retreated to Meng Fu's side. This group of people who were in the laboratory on weekdays died head-on for the first time.

This kind of class war, whether it is a literary fight or a plot, is cruel beyond their imagination.

Yang Zhaolin wanted to carry Meng Fu to escape, but Meng Fu refused.

"The armored vehicle has the shortest range of a kilometer away. They won't approach anymore." Meng Fu raised her head. She looked at the horizon, pale and bloodless. She only pulled her hair behind her ears, "Find someone better than a body guard to prevent They drop bombs and stay on for a while, someone will come to pick us up."

Eleven people, now only eight are left.

Support each other to the hill in front.

According to the position of Meng Fu's command, avoid stray bullets.

"Boom"

There was another sound. A sinkhole was blasted one meter away from them, and all eight people were attacked by the aftermath.

Guan Shuxian fell to the ground. Originally Qingjun's face was covered with sand. He leaned on the sand dune and spit out a mouthful of blood. The corners of his mouth moved, "Will someone really come..."

This is full of crises, the poison in the White Tower is very strong, and the time bomb is an uncertain factor.

Will anyone come here on their own for a long time?

"Yes," Meng Fu's eyes were faint, but his voice was very determined, "Let's go to the stone bricks in front."

She let go of Meng Xun's hand to support her, took out two golden needles from her pocket, and led others to avoid the stone. The two golden needles broke through the air and collided with two stray bullets.

"Boom"

As the stray bullet exploded in the air, Meng Fu also vomited a mouthful of blood.

is this moment

The armored vehicle that stopped not far away did not continue to attack. Instead, a person came down and moved slowly toward them in the vehicle.

Meng Fu leaned on Meng Xun, his face still pale, "Just to confirm whether we have hunted anyone on the list."

"Hunting the list?" Guan Shuxian and others were taken aback.

Meng Fu did not explain any more, still looking at the car.

Hunting list is a bounty list in the rebel organization, killing a person on the hunting list, even if it is No. 100, they can also get valuable internal feats and money.

Meng Fu and the others can escape from the White Tower. It is an extremely absurd thing in itself. She has just changed the traces of stray bullets. Of course, the people of these rebel organizations suspect that some of them are on the hunting list.

Cars are getting closer and closer.

Meng Fu's eyes are actually blurred.

"Sister" This was Meng Xun's voice, and Meng Fu could feel the tears flowing on the back of his hand.

"A Xun, I'm a little tired." Meng Fu smiled. She coughed twice, but her voice was weak.

Meng Xun hugged Meng Fu, blurred her eyes, and shook her head desperately. She regretted it.

She shouldn't pull Meng Fu in again.

She shouldn't have thought that Meng Fu could still do what she likes as before.

Meng Fu raised her head, the sight in front of her seemed to be distorted to another dimension of parallel space, all consciousness turned into phantom, and the explosion with a "bang" all burst in her mind.

At this time, there seems to be wind above the head.

is a helicopter.

Meng Xun saw someone walking towards this side after splitting the evening curtain. He was wearing a black coat, and his whole figure looked like a thick black fog. It was obviously close, but it was hard to see.

For the first time, Meng Xun will feel relieved when he sees people other than Meng Fu, "Mr. Su."

Behind , the slowly approaching car also stopped.

Su Cheng stood a few steps away from Meng Xun. He stretched out his hand and took the person in Meng Xun's hand. Meng Fu also liked to wear white recently. She took off her coat for the convenience of her escape, and the white line inside was stained. Blood.

Vaguely stained with blood.

Behind him.

The car stopped, and three people in black clothes got down. The black clothes were tattooed with the white scorpion logo, which is the symbol of the rebel organization.

Xia Yihang fell to the ground with a pale face, "Yes, it's them, the rebel organization, let's climb onto the helicopter..."

Yang Zhaolin and Jin Zhiyuan have never heard of rebel organizations.

However, Xia Yihang and Guan Shuxian knew that Guan Shuxian's eyes were also panic. He quickly explained to Yang Zhaolin and Jin Zhiyuan, "Everyone in the rebel organization is good at assassinations. Dean Li has only been to avoid them for more than ten years. If you don't leave the capital, even the special team members will have no chance of winning when they meet them, unless they are from the Federation, let's go quickly..."

Meng Xun looked at Su Cheng and calmly said: "Mr. Su, can you go?"

Su Cheng did not speak, but turned around blankly. He held Meng Fu with one hand, turned, and raised the other hand. No one could see how he moved.

The cold bullet passed through the eyebrows of the man on the left.

"boom--"

The man fell.

Su Cheng still didn't have a trace of expression, his dark eyes almost turned into inorganic indifference.

Meng Xun was taken aback, "Mr. Su"

Su Cheng tilted his head. He glanced at Meng Xun, letting the rest of Meng Xun's words get stuck in his throat. The deep-cold eyes made Meng Xun a little creepy.

Meng Xun saw Su Cheng, although cold, but also courteous.

For the first time, Meng Xun thought he was crazy.

Su Cheng retracted his gaze.

"boom--"

is another sound.

The person on the right falls.

He only left the person in the middle. The person in the middle wanted to do something, wanted to give orders, but found that his body couldn't move at all. He looked at Su Cheng with horror in his eyes, "Do you dare... dare to do it to us? ?"

Su Cheng took off his coat and put it on Meng Fu.

Then raised his head, he looked at the man in the middle, the coldness in his eyes almost turned into substance, but his voice was calm: "You say I dare?"

There are some doubts in the eyes of the person in the middle.

Su Cheng only raised his hand. The hand was still slender, with smooth joints and stained with a little blood. He made a command gesture.

The surrounding air seems to be concentrated.

Not far away, there seemed to be a few rays of light coming through the clouds, and finally turned into stray bullets, mixed with wind and sand, and flew past the giant modified car a thousand meters behind like a beast.

The sky broke.

The ground vibrated, and the sand on the ground was constantly rolling and breaking apart.

Yang Zhaolin and the others almost lost their feet, and some of them had fallen to the ground.

With Su Cheng, he withdrew his hand.

"Boom"

The giant modified car turned into a flame, almost blasting into the sky.

Su Cheng's expression was still indifferent, he took his hands, held Meng Fu in both hands, lowered his head, and looked at the man in the middle, "I know now."

(End of this chapter)